One More Kiss For The Road

Ok heres the next chapter i hope you all enjoy it and thank you for all your lovely reviews they really make my day. Warning: slight fluff alert!

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Chapter 13

Pietro had laid in bed all day drifting in and out of sleep. True to his promise, he hadn’t moved from this spot too busy torturing himself with his thoughts. He jolted upright in bed as he heard a loud bamf, his muscles protesting the first real movement that he’d made all day. He stared blankly as he saw Kurt standing at the foot of his bed.

“Kurt?” Pietro croaked in amazement, not believing his eyes. Oh god, was this it? Had he finally gone over the edge and lost his mind? Kurt couldn’t actually be there could he? Pietro thought, almost hoping the fantasy was real and not some illusion. It couldn’t be an illusion he reasoned as he looked Kurt over. It was the first time in days he’d seen Kurt without the hologram.

He looked even worse than Pietro, swollen bag laden eyes, his usual glossy fur dull and matt and Christ, but he had gotten thin! He still had all those muscles that Pietro loved, but it was like every last inch of fat had been sucked out of Kurt’s body, his cheeks almost concave, his hipbones showing prominently over his low rise pants. Kurt hadn’t had much fat to spare anyway, but now he looked almost gaunt. How could this have happened in less than a week? Hadn’t Kurt been eating? He reached his hand out towards Kurt as if he could touch.

Kurt gazed down at Pietro, his eyes tearing at the other boy’s appearance, chalky skin, lank lifeless hair and puffy pain filled eyes. He’d done that to Pietro, all because he’d been too stupid to realise that it had already been too late for him turn back, that he’d already fallen in love with Pietro. He felt the words he wanted to say burst out of him in a torrent as he rushed forwards, kneeling down beside Pietro’s bed, grabbing Pietro’s pale slender outreached hand and grasping it between his as tears ran unheeded down his cheeks.

“Pietro, I’m so sorry. I can’t stand being without you. It hurts so much. I realised somezhing today. Somezhing happened and it showed me how stupid I’ve been. I vas vrong, Pietro. I couldn’t get out before I fell in love with you. It vas already too late. It is too late for me. I love you. I am in love vith you and I can’t stay away. I can’t pretend I don’t feel like this. I understand if you don’t feel zhe same vay and I von’t blame you if you don’t vant me back. I know I hurt you but I just needed to see you. I needed to let you know zhat I love you.” Kurt gasped out desperately, his chest heaving erratically with emotion and clutching Pietro’s hand for all he was worth. Pietro felt warmth explode inside of him as tears sprang to his eyes and the pain diminished for the first time in days.

“God, Kurt, of course I want you back. I’ve hated myself for letting you walk away in the first place. I’ve been dying without you. It’s been agony just trying to get through each day. I love you too, Kurt. I love you so much.” Pietro choked, not even trying to stop the tears, knowing they were now tears of happiness instead of misery. Kurt was really here, back with him. Kurt loved him back.

“Really? You really love me too?” Kurt questioned pleadingly, needing to hear the words, barely hoping to believe it was true. Pietro smiled through his tears as he pulled Kurt up onto the bed beside him.

“Yes, really I love you Kurt. I lied to you. I knew I loved you five days ago, before we split up. I’m so sorry Kurt.” Pietro sniffled, ashamed of his actions. He should have told Kurt the truth that day. Then they wouldn’t have had to suffer the pain of the last week needlessly.

“You knew? Why didn’t you say anything? I asked you if you loved me. You said you didn’t know.” Kurt questioned not understanding. Pietro hung his head in shame.

“I’m so sorry, Kurt. I’m sorry I hurt you. I was a coward. I was scared. I knew I loved you and I was terrified of what that meant. Can you forgive me?” Pietro sobbed brokenly. Kurt pulled Pietro’s body into his, hugging the pale boy tightly his body, sighing in happiness at the contact as his heart demanded he wipe away Pietro’s pain. Pietro clutched Kurt desperately, burying his face in Kurt’s shoulder.

“Of course I forgive you. I put you on zhe spot. I shouldn’t have done zhat. You vere scared. I vas too, it’s why I suggested zhis stupid idea in zhe first place. I love you, Pietro.” Kurt cried, nuzzling the top of Pietro’s head, inhaling that wonderful unique scent that he had missed so much.

“I love you too.” Pietro hiccupped, lifting his head and taking Kurt’s lips in a desperate kiss. Kurt let the kiss wash away his pain. He opened his mouth granting Pietro’s tongue access as they kissed deeply, holding each other tight as if afraid to let go. They eventually pulled apart, resting their foreheads together, looking deep in each other’s eyes, seeing the wealth of emotion held there.

“I love you.” Pietro whispered, the pain from the last few days melting away at Kurt’s embrace.

“I love you too, mein liebe (translation: my love)” Kurt whispered back smiling gently, the first genuine smile he’d worn in days. Pietro sighed in happiness, loving Kurt and knowing Kurt loved him back was an amazing feeling, like the last pieces of the jigsaw puzzle were snapping into place. For the first time in his life he felt complete but they still had issues they had to deal with.

“What about the reasons we broke up? They’re still there. What are we going to do?” Pietro asked, loath to spoil the peace of the moment but knowing they had to discuss this. Kurt closed his eyes, sighing sadly before meeting Pietro’s eyes.

“I know ve still have zhe same issues ve had before. Our teams may not accept us. I don’t know how to tell them about somezhing like zhis so I guess ve just go on as ve did before. Someone vill catch us eventually and it vill all be out in zhe open and if zhey reject me zhen zhat vill be zhat. It will hurt but I love you and I won’t give you up and if zhey demand zhat I choose between you or zhem, zhey are going to find themselves very disappointed in mein answer. I svear it.” Kurt announced bravely, completely secure in his decision. It would hurt him to leave the X-Men but the pain of losing Pietro would be so much worse. He wouldn’t ever be stupid enough to let Pietro go again.

Pietro listened in amazement, sensing the honesty and conviction in Kurt’s words. His body filled with happiness. He felt honoured at the strength of Kurt’s love. Knowing that Kurt was willing to give up everything for him made him feel humble and gave him the strength to face down his own fears.

“Vhat about you vhen zhe Brotherhood finds out? Vill you be ok?” Kurt asked, concerned for Pietro’s safety, especially when his mother and Magneto found out. Pietro met Kurt’s eyes solidly. Kurt’s words had given him the strength he needed to be true to himself and what he really wanted.

“I love you too much to let you go again. If the brotherhood kick me out when we’re discovered then fuck them. You’re more important to me than they could ever be and as for Magneto, I won’t be bullied by him into giving up the one thing that means anything to me. If I have to I’ll run as long as you’re with me. If I have to, I’ll fight. I’ll do anything if it means keeping you. I can promise you that.” Pietro said strongly, letting Kurt see the truth of his words in his eyes. He meant what he said. There was no going back. He’d see the world burn to ashes before he let anything take Kurt from him now.

Kurt’s eyes misted over at the passion of Pietro’s speech. He lunged forward, stealing Pietro’s lips in a searing kiss, no more words needed between them.

Pietro let himself fall backwards amongst the covers, pulling Kurt with him as he gave himself over to the fury of Kurt’s kiss, joy spreading through him in a warm wave at having Kurt back with him, at knowing he was loved. They eventually broke apart, gasping for breath, holding one another close. They lay there peacefully, enjoying the simple pleasure of each other’s arms for several minutes before Pietro spoke.

“You said something happened today that made you realise how you felt. What was it?” Pietro asked, recalling Kurt’s earlier words. Kurt blushed, remembering what had happened. Should he tell the truth? He didn’t want to upset Pietro but he’d probably find out when he came back to school anyway.

“Um, promise you von’t get mad.” Kurt said shakily. Pietro grew suspicious at the look on Kurt’s face, looking caught somewhere between embarrassment, shame, and anger.

“I’m not going to like this am I? I won’t promise but I will try my best not to get mad.” Pietro conceded, bracing himself for whatever Kurt might say. Kurt sighed. This was it. He just hoped Pietro didn’t blow his top. It’s not like any of it was Kurt’s fault after all.

“You remember Adam, Rogue’s Goth friend who groped me on Monday?” Kurt said. Pietro nodded warily.

“Vell, he came up to speak to me today. I vas valking to lunch vith Rogue and Keety. He said he wanted to apologise and...” Kurt trailed off at the already annoyed look in Pietro’s eyes. Gott, if Pietro was pissed now, what was he going to be like when he heard everything?

“Go on, and what?” Pietro prompted, teeth clenched. He knew by the look on Kurt’s face it was going to be bad. He couldn’t believe that asshole had come up to Kurt after all the trouble he’d caused. Kurt took a deep breath and sped through his next words as quickly as possible before Pietro could lose his temper.

“Vell he asked me to zhe dance but Rogue got angry vith him and zhen he said I should speak for meinself I told him no, I didn’t vant to go vith him and he got a little pissy saying how it vas time I came out of zhe closet and how I had wanted his hands on me and Rogue started yelling at him telling him I didn’t vant zhat so he tried to prove it by grabbing me and kissing me...” Kurt was abruptly cut off as Pietro exploded.

“WHAT?!?!? THAT SON OF A BITCH! HOW DARE HE? I’LL KILL HIM! THAT FUCKING BASTARD!” Pietro yelled, jumping off the bed and pacing in fury, mumbling all the things he was going to do to Adam under his breath. Kurt leapt up too, grabbing Pietro’s shoulders and shaking him to stop his tantrum.

“PIETRO! PIETRO, STOP! LISTEN TO ME! It vas only for a second I pushed him off and hit him. I broke his nose.” Kurt said, desperately trying to calm his irate lover. Oh well, at least Pietro wasn’t angry at him, he thought as Pietro started to calm.

“You broke his nose? Really?” Pietro said, calming, his lips quirking slightly at the corners, thinking of Kurt slamming the bastard in the face. Kurt let out a breath of relief as Pietro seemed to be cooling down.

“Ja, you should have heard zhe lovely cracking sound it made. He vas lying on the floor vailing vhen I left.” Kurt placated, trying to draw a smile out of Pietro.

“Good, the asshole deserved it. I hope he’s disfigured.” Pietro said grinning, mollified. Kurt laughed before becoming more serious.

“I hated his lips on mine. It made me feel sick. Zhe only vun I vant touching me is you, only you. I love you.” Kurt said, stroking Pietro’s cheek as he gazed into the other boy’s deep blue eyes. Pietro melted, his anger washing away at Kurt’s heartfelt words.

“I love you too, but if anyone touches you again, I’m going to kick the shit out of them.” Pietro said, only half joking, making Kurt smile before he pushed his lips to Kurt’s in a deep passionate kiss. The kiss became hotter by the minute, both boys swept away by the day’s emotions, from misery to joy to anger and then relief as their bodies entwined, battling fiercely with lips and teeth and tongues, moaning as their bodies were filled with sensations they had spent the last week deprived of.

Pietro nudged Kurt backwards, pushing him to lie back on the bed. He crawled over him, straddling his hips as he luxuriated in the joy of Kurt’s lips and body against his. He needed Kurt so badly right now, his lust starved body crying out for that connection that existed between them after all the pain of the last week. He clutched at Kurt’s body with desperate hands and felt Kurt’s hands grasping him just as forcefully. He couldn’t wait. He needed to get them off as quickly as possible. He needed the release. He needed to feel that connection and he thought maybe Kurt did too.

He felt Kurt tugging insistently at the knot on his pyjama bottoms before giving up and forcibly ripping the string apart with a growl. Pietro helped him, kicking the bottoms off, breaking their kiss and yanking Kurt’s shirt over his head and throwing it to the ground before setting to work on Kurt’s trousers. He felt Kurt’s urgent hands pull his own sleep shirt from his body before lunging forward, biting and licking at his chest and nipples. Pietro’s breath shuddered erratically at the feel of Kurt’s teeth and tongue as he was caught up in an intense wave of pure unadulterated need.

He finally managed to undo Kurt’s trousers, pushing them down. Kurt helped him, kicking the offending garment away. Pietro lowered his body to Kurt’s, propping himself up with his hands, grinding his heavily leaking cock down into Kurt’s quivering dripping member. The two boys gasped and moaned as they undulated together, grinding up against each other with hard desperate thrusts. Their bodies were shaking, a fine gleam of sweat covering Pietro’s shoulders while dark rivulets of perspiration appeared in Kurt’s fur as they worked towards their release.

Kurt bucked up with a howl of Pietro’s name as he hit the pinnacle of his desire, waves of ecstasy washing over him as he arched into Pietro, who cried out his own climax. Kurt lay there panting, Pietro’s comforting weight slumped against his chest. He wrapped his arms around Pietro, rolling them to the side, holding his white haired boyfriend close. They basked in the glow of their combined release and the sense of closeness that was reawakened between them. He’d needed this, needed to feel the strength of their connection after so much pain and heartache. He kissed Pietro’s forehead softly.

“I love you.” Kurt whispered, purring heavily.

“I love you too.” Pietro smiled softly before nuzzling Kurt’s furry neck, inhaling the other boy’s unique comforting scent.

Pietro lay there for a long time, listening to Kurt’s soft purrs, their bodies tangled together under the sheets. It was extraordinary to him. Just a few hours ago he had been lying here feeling like his life was over. He had actually been able to feel the will to carry on ebbing away under the pain and now here he was once more in Kurt’s arms, his heart and body glowing with happiness.

Kurt loved him back, they were together and nothing was getting in the way of that again. The future didn’t matter so much anymore. He was still frightened but he was no longer unsure. Kurt was what mattered to him. The future would come when it was ready but for now they were safe and loved.

Kurt shifted against Pietro. They had lay here for well over an hour, enjoying their embrace and afterglow but he knew it was only a matter of time before someone told the Professor what had happened at school and that he had gone missing. They were probably worried and looking for him even now.

“What’s wrong?” Pietro asked, feeling Kurt shift against him, sensing the other boy’s sudden tension. Kurt sighed.

“I didn’t give zhe others much in zhe vay of an explanation before I bolted and came here. I have already missed two classes. Zhey vill be worried and searching for me. I should contact zhem and let zhem know I’m ok.” Kurt admitted. Pietro looked thoughtful.

“Why don’t you just call them or send a text? Tell them you’re a little freaked. They’ll understand after what Adam did.” Pietro suggested, Kurt nodded.

“Ja, zhat’s a good idea. I don’t have to tell vhere I am, just zhat I need some time to meinself.” Kurt said, untangling himself from Pietro and reaching over the side of the bed. He grabbed his pants and pulling them towards, him he unzipped several pockets before finding the one his phone was in. Pietro sat up watching him as he dialled Rogue’s number. She would just be on her way to her last class of the day by now. It only rang twice before she answered.

“Oh mah gawd, Kurt where are yah? Are yah alright? We’ve been worried. Yah just took off and nobody knew where yah were.” Rogue shrieked in concern. Kurt smiled, recognising that she wasn’t angry at him, just worried.

“I am ok. I’m sorry I ran off, I vas just a bit upset and needed to be alone. Am I in a lot of trouble after vhat I did?” Kurt asked, knowing that he had assaulted a fellow student. No matter how much the guy had deserved it, he was still probably in trouble, especially as he had left school grounds and skipped his last few classes. He heard Rogue sigh in relief.

“No, yah’re not in trouble. Kitty and ah were witnesses. We told them what Adam did. They’re a bit unhappy that yah ran off but ah reckon they understood it.” Kurt heard the sound of a scuffle and Scott's voice in the background. He gave Pietro’s a thumbs up to let him know he wasn’t in trouble. Pietro just smiled.

“No, Scott, git off. Its mah phone. He called me, not yah. Let go.” Kurt heard Rogue hissing. He chuckled weakly, realising that they were probably fighting over the phone.

“Fine stop whining! Kurt? Here’s Scott, he wants tah talk tah yah.” Kurt tensed as the phone was passed over, knowing that Scott might not be as understanding as Rogue had been.

“Kurt?” he heard Scott's voice echo through the phone.

“Ja, I’m here.” Kurt said, nervous.

“Are you ok? Rogue and Kitty told us what happened. I can’t believe that guy did that to you. We told the Professor what happened. He helped straighten it all out with the school. You won’t be suspended or anything. Are you coming back to school? We’ve all been really worried about you.” Kurt let out a sigh of relief as Scott sounded concerned rather than angry.

“Nein, I don’t zhink I can face coming back in yet. I just need some time to meinself. I vill see you at home in a vhile, ok?” Kurt asked, knowing that he didn’t want to leave Pietro’s side just yet.

“Ok Kurt, we’ll see you later. Hang on for Rogue. She wants to talk to you some more. Bye, Kurt.” Scott said to the sound of Rogue in the background.

“Bye, Scott.” Kurt said and waited patiently for Rogue to come back on.

“Kurt?” he heard Rogue’s voice.

“Ja, it’s me.” Kurt answered.

“Scott says yah’re not coming back tah school. Are yah sure yah’re gonna be alright on yah’re own? Is there anything we can do?” Rogue questioned.

“Nein, I vill be fine. I just need some time. I vill see you later.” Kurt said, smiling softly. Despite the grumpy Goth impression she worked so hard to cultivate, she could be a true mother hen when she really cared for someone. It made him feel warm to know that he was one of the few people she cared that much about.

“Ok Kurt, I’ll see yah soon. I hope yah’re not too upset. Bye.”

“Danke, Rogue. Auf weidersehen.” Kurt said, hanging up and turning to Pietro.

“So everything’s ok, right? You’re not in trouble or anything?” Pietro asked.

“Nein, zhe others and zhe Professor spoke to zhe school for me.” Kurt assured.

“That’s good, you don’t deserve to be in trouble for defending yourself against that asshole.” Pietro said his voice slightly heated.

“Ja, I didn’t even zhink of the zhe trouble I could have been in. As if it wasn’t bad enough zhat I broke another students nose, I ran off afterwards. I’m lucky zhe Professor vas able to straightened everyzhing out” Kurt mused. Pietro nodded in agreement before taking the phone out of Kurt’s hands, setting it aside and pulling Kurt to lay back down with him. He ran his hand down Kurt’s side, feeling the ribs and prominent hipbone, frowning as he was reminded of Kurt’s gaunt state.

“You’re so thin. What happened?” Pietro whispered, distressed at Kurt’s weight loss. Kurt ducked his head.

“I just haven’t felt up to eating much since ve...” Kurt trailed off. Pietro gritted his eyes, pained about the way Kurt had obviously been starving himself since their breakup.

“Well, we’ll just have to get you fed back up again. I heard you say that you weren’t going back to school. Why don’t you go and start us a shower while I order a pizza? We still have plenty of time before school finishes.” Pietro offered, coaxing a smile out of the blue furred teen.

“Ja, zhat vould be good. Ve’re starting to get a little stuck togezher.” Kurt nodded, getting up and walking to the bathroom. Pietro smiled before picking up his phone. He dialled the pizza place and ordered an extra large ham and mushroom with extra cheese, their favourite, and then as an image of Kurt’s prominent ribs crossed his mind’s eye he ordered a whole chocolate fudge cake and a pint of cookie dough ice-cream too. Pietro put the phone down and made his way through to the bathroom, not in the least bit bothered by his nakedness. Kurt had seen it all before after all.

He stepped into the bathroom and saw Kurt already in the tub, soaping himself up, his eyes closed under the spray, lost in a world of his own, his back to Pietro. The pale haired boy smiled wickedly and tip toed over to the tub. He slowly reached out his hand, intending to pinch Kurt’s ass and give him a scare when he let out a surprised squeal as Kurt whipped around, grabbing his arm and hauling him into the tub, crushing their bodies together, a dazzling smile on his face.

“So you thought you could scare me eh? Did you forget about mein heightened senses?” Kurt laughed. Pietro cursed himself. He had forgotten.

“Hey, I was doing pretty good. I could have gotten away with it.” Pietro argued in delight. Kurt just shook his head before leaning in and kissing Pietro, their slick wet bodies sliding against each other.

“Vhat am I going to do vith you?” Kurt said jokingly as he broke the kiss. Pietro smiled.

“You could try loving me.” Pietro suggested, eyes gleaming with laughter.

“Ach, I already do. Trust me, I really do.” Kurt said softly, bringing his lips down for another slow sweet kiss.

“Come on, we had better get cleaned up before the pizza gets here.” Pietro said when they parted. Kurt nodded, smiling happily as they proceeded to wash each other’s bodies and hair. When they were finished, Pietro zipped out the room hiding behind the door and peeking his head around the corner.

“Vhat are you doing?” Kurt laughed puzzled at Pietro’s actions.

“Hey I remember the last time I showered with you. I’m just protecting myself from the spray is all.” Pietro laughed teasingly, Kurt snorted.
“Dummkopf, come back inside.” Kurt grinned. Pietro did as he said consumed with laughter, which turned into squeals as the second he got close enough Kurt shook like a dog, spraying him with water.

“KURT! I can’t believe you just did that.” Pietro scowled, trying not to laugh at the pleased grin on Kurt’s face.

“Let’s call it revenge for attempting to scare me, ja?” Kurt said, laughing wickedly as Pietro huffed.

“That’s not fair. You caught me before I could do anything.” Pietro pouted.

“Oh vell, better luck next time.” Kurt snickered, passing Pietro a towel. Pietro threw his head back, finally giving into his laughter as he wiped himself dry.

“You really are incorrigible, you know that?” Pietro laughed.

“Ja and zhat’s why you love me.” Kurt announced, smiling sweetly.

“Maybe it is. Its either that or your hot ass.” Pietro joked, basking in the warm glow caused by their familiar banter. He snorted as he watched Kurt twist his spine backwards at an angle no normal person could ever manage, regarding his own ass, his tail swaying happily.

“It is pretty nice but I zhink I prefer yours.” Kurt announced, straightening back up, turning to face Pietro.

“You think?” Pietro said, cocking an eyebrow as Kurt sidled up to him.

“Ok, I know yours is definitely nicer.” Kurt said huskily, grabbing said ass and pulling their bodies close and kissing Pietro hungrily. Pietro reluctantly pulled out of the kiss at the sound of the doorbell.

“That’s the pizza. Go dry yourself off while I answer the door.” Pietro ordered, using his speed to leave the room and throw on some clean clothes before he answered the door. He paid for the pizza then put the ice-cream in the freezer and left the cake on the counter. They could eat both items when they finished the pizza, he thought, taking the pizza upstairs. He walked in his room to find Kurt drying his hair, bare chested, wearing just his trousers. Pietro licked his lips hungrily but it wasn’t the pizza he was hungry for but that could wait. He placed the pizza on the side, opening the lid, letting the delicious smell waft out. He smirked as he heard Kurt’s stomach growl angrily. The smirk died on his face as Kurt doubled over clutching his stomach.

“Kurt are you alright? What’s wrong?” Pietro asked, frantic as Kurt panted.

“It’s ok, I’m fine. The smell of the pizza just hit me is all. Its been a while since I ate anything.” Kurt assured, straightening up with a wince. The second the smell of the pizza had hit his nostrils his stomach had reacted violently to the starvation diet he had been on the for the last week, sending a roaring pain in on itself.

“Ok well let’s get some food in you then before it happens again.” Pietro said, still worried, picking up the box and leading Kurt to the bed, placing the pizza between them. Pietro only ate a couple of slices, not really that hungry, leaving Kurt to demolish the rest of the pizza in record time, his body obviously taking full advantage of the fact it was finally being given food. He listened to Kurt’s stomach growl again, more softly this time, once they had finished the pizza, signifying that Kurt was still hungry.

“Hang on a second. I ordered something else. I’ll go get it.” Pietro said before zipping downstairs. He cut one slice off the cake, putting it on a plate for himself, before picking up both plates and taking them upstairs. He was determined to sit and watch Kurt eat the entire cake. He was going to make sure Kurt put back on the weight he had lost. He walked through the door smiling, handing Kurt the plate with almost a full cake on it. Kurt’s eyes widened in surprise.

“Eat it. I’ll not have you starving yourself and you need the calories.” Pietro demanded, his tone brooking no protests as he started to tuck in to his own slice. Kurt smiled, warmed at Pietro’s obvious concern for his welfare as he proceeded to devour the whole cake without objection. He licked his lips, patting his stomach happily when he was finished. He could almost feel the strength returning to his limbs as his body worked to quickly digest the badly needed calories.

“You finished? Good I got ice-cream as well. I’ll just get it.” Pietro said as Kurt leaned back, a content look on his face.

“Zhat’s not necessary, Pietro. I’m fine now.” Kurt assured his concerned boyfriend.

“You’re gonna eat it anyway. I don’t ever want to see your bones sticking out again. It hurts me too knowing you’ve been starving yourself.” Pietro said, gently brushing his fingers across Kurt’s cheek as he stood up. Kurt ducked his head, ashamed.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t do it on purpose. I vas just hurting so much I couldn’t make meinself eat.” Kurt apologised knowing that he had let it get out of hand.

“I know, I’m sorry too, just don’t do it again, ok. I’ll go get the ice-cream.” Pietro said softly, walking out the door. Kurt waited for Pietro to return, lying back on the bed, satiated at his first real meal in nearly a week. He sat back up as Pietro walked back in, carrying a tub of ice-cream and a spoon. They sat feeding each other, sharing the spoon, laughing and talking, teasing each other with bites of the sweet treat as they polished off the tub, lying on the bed afterwards in each other’s arms in comfortable silence. Kurt glanced at the clock on Pietro’s bedside table. School had just finished. The Brotherhood would be coming home soon. He should really be thinking about leaving.

“Pietro, school’s finished. I should go. Zhe others vill be back soon.” Kurt whispered gently. Pietro’s arms tightened slightly around his waist.

“Stay just a little while longer. Just until they get home.” Pietro pleaded, not wanting to let Kurt go so soon.

“Ok, just until zhey get back.” Kurt agreed, not actually wanting to go himself.

“Kurt? Will you come over tonight? The others will be going to the dance. They won’t be back till late. They won’t expect me to go with them. They still think I’m sick. We could have the place to ourselves.” Pietro asked hopefully.

“Ja, zhat vould be nice. I’ll tell zhe others I don’t feel like going to a dance. Zhey von’t question it after vhat has happened today. I’ll come over as soon as they are gone.” Kurt agreed. Pietro smiled happily and pushed his lips to Kurt’s for a deep kiss that became more passionate as it went on. They were just getting into it when they heard the front door slam and the others calling Pietro’s name.

“You had better go. They will probably be coming up to see how I am.” Pietro said regretfully, mollified by the fact that he would be seeing Kurt again quite soon.

“Ok, I vill see you in a couple of hours. Bye, mein liebe.” Kurt said, pecking Pietro on the lips before picking his top off the floor, pulling it on.

“See you soon, blue. Bye.” Pietro said, watching Kurt disappear, his heart warming at the new moniker Kurt had gifted him with. He might not know much German but he knew what ‘mein liebe’ meant. He pulled off his top, throwing it over a chair and kicking the evidence of their meal under the bed before jumping back into bed pulling the covers up over him with seconds to spare before Lance walked in his room.

“Hey Pietro, how are you feeling?” Lance asked, checking up on Pietro’s condition.

“I’m actually feeling a lot better but I don’t think I’m going to be up to going to the dance with you guys tonight, sorry.” Pietro said, faking a slight weakness to his voice.

“Hey, that’s ok. We didn’t think you would be. As long as you’re feeling better, that’s all that matters.” Lance said understandingly. Pietro gave him a weak smile.

“Thanks. I hope you guys have a good time.” Pietro offered.

“I’m sure we will. Hey, I know what will cheer you up. I’ve got some gossip for you.” Lance said grinning. Pietro’s eyes narrowed, suspicious, hoping that something else had happened to catch Lance’s interest today other than Kurt’s run in with Adam.

“What?” Pietro asked, preparing to keep his cool if Lance was going to tell him about what he thought he was.

“You remember on Monday when that fag was hitting on Nightcrawler? Well I only heard it second hand, but it turns out the freak tried again today. He actually grabbed Kurt and kissed him. Gross, huh? Anyway, apparently Kurt pushed him off and decks the queer, breaks his damn nose. They had to take the pansy to hospital so I guess the blue fuzzball is not a fag after all. I kinda wish I’d seen it. Who knew blueboy had it in him?” Lance laughed. Pietro clenched his teeth and forced a smile onto his face.

“Huh, yeah, wish I could have seen that myself.” Pietro said, thinking about how much he would have enjoyed seeing Kurt’s fist ploughing into Adams face. Lance laughed in agreement.

“Yeah, Kitty told me about it. She was really upset. Seems fuzzy went missing right afterwards. You should have seen the X-Geeks running around trying to cover fuzzball’s ass with the school. Kitty said they got a call from Kurt and he wouldn’t come back to school so who knows if he’ll be back on Monday or not.” Lance said dismissively, obviously not caring one way or another about Kurt’s fate.

“Anyway, I’d better go and let you get some rest. I gotta go get Kitty for the dance in a few hours and I’d better eat before I get ready. You know how bad the food is at these things. Do you want anything?” Lance asked, Pietro shook his head.

“No, I’m fine, thanks. I’m just gonna sleep some more.” Pietro said, grateful when Lance merely nodded and left. He rolled over in bed, letting his teeth unclench. He’d hated hearing about Kurt’s altercation with Adam. He sighed before getting up and began changing the sheets on his bed. When he was finished, he lay back down, staring at the clock, counting down the minutes till the dance would start and Kurt could come over.

Kurt ported straight to the Institute bathroom, deciding that despite showering with Pietro, he should wash Pietro’s scent off him to stop Wolverine from smelling it. He knew that they were going to be found out sooner or later but he wanted to keep his life with the X-Men as long as he could. He stepped under the showers spray and replayed everything that had happened in the last few hours, the fight with Adam, his joy at telling Pietro he loved him and having the sentiment returned, Pietro’s concern over his health and even their intimate reunion.

He felt himself harden as he remembered the intense encounter, reacquainting themselves with each other bodies. He felt the arousal fizzle up inside him at the memory and he recalled how he and Pietro had both agreed that they wanted to be in love before making love. Well, they were in love now and had admitted it to each other. Did that mean that they were going to take that next step sometime soon? Was he ready for that? He thought carefully, examining his own feelings.

He was both nervous and excited at the prospect of sex with Pietro. He knew he was naive in a lot of ways, but even back home in Germany he had had access to the internet. He knew the rudiments of gay sex. He had thought it sounded a little painful, sticking something so large into a relatively small hole, but it must feel good, otherwise people wouldn’t do it. Would he enjoy it if Pietro did that to him?

One thing he knew was it would be less messy for him to do those things with a guy. A little known secret about his physiology was that even though he had a fast metabolism, his body also utilised a much higher percent of the food he ate. A normal human only used about 20 percent of what they ate, whereas Kurt was up there in the 90 percent category, the waste coming out as a urinary derivative, meaning his back passage was pretty much unused. It was slightly embarrassing so it wasn’t like he talked about it with anyone, but now he found himself wondering what it would feel like to have something up inside, stretching him.

He bit his lip as he realised he’d been softly stroking his hardened cock at his musings. What would it feel like to have something inside of him? He licked his lips nervously, trying to imagine what it would be like to feel Pietro’s cock inside of him as he stroked harder, his mind’s eye providing him with pictures of the act. He knew that Pietro would have to use his fingers first to stretch him open. He let his own hand drop down behind him. He circled his hole with his finger, feeling the muscles jump at the contact. Imagining it was Pietro doing this to him, he pushed forward, letting the tip of his soapy finger breach the opening. It was an odd sensation but not unpleasant. He pushed the finger further inwards, burying the slick digit in his tight hole. There was a brief twinge of pain which faded quickly as Kurt kept up the steady motions on his cock.

He felt his muscles tensing around his finger he tried twisting it. The feeling was definitely interesting. He pulled the digit back till it was nearly out before pushing it back in. He started up a rhythm, pumping his finger in and out of his body as he pumped his twitching cock, giving himself over to the sensations running through his body, imagining that it was Pietro doing these things to him. He felt the muscles in his ass ripple and squeeze his finger tightly as his climax throbbed through him, his knees weakening and his finger slipping out of him as he sank to the shower floor, savouring his ebbing orgasm.

He sat there for a moment panting breathlessly. He swallowed thickly as he got up, using the shower head to wash away his release. He quickly cleaned himself up before stepping out of the shower. He honestly didn’t think he was going to have any problems letting Pietro do that to him. He chuckled weakly as he dried himself.

Kurt sighed as he finished up, knowing that as soon as he got dressed he was going to have to go downstairs and face the others and be berated by questions and concern about what had happened today. He might even have a lecture in store for having skipped out on school. He was going to have to apologise to the Professor about that. He only hoped everyone was as understanding as Rogue and Scott had been on the phone earlier.

Kurt hadn’t been wrong. Everyone was understandably concerned about him, asking him questions, assuring themselves he was all right. Evan had even congratulated him on breaking Adams nose, going on and on about how good it must have felt. It had been all Kurt could do not to try his hand at breaking Evan’s.

Much of the X-Men’s fussing had died down when, to their surprise, Kurt abandoned the last week’s fasting and gorged himself stupid when they all sat down to dinner. Rogue sat by him, helping to re-fill his plate every time it was empty, encouraging him to eat more. She didn’t know exactly what had brought back Kurt’s appetite but she was taking advantage of it. She had been beside herself watching the younger boy waste away.

They had all protested a bit when he announced he wasn’t attending the dance, but given the day’s events, they let it go. Kurt watched from his bedroom window as people began to leave, anticipation filling him. Any second now he’d be safe to port to Pietro. Kitty and Jean had already been picked up by their dates, now he was just waiting for Scott, Rogue and Evan to leave. His head pricked up as he saw Scott’s racy red sports car winding down the driveway.

A wide smile spread across his face. It was time. He let his powers out, confirming that Pietro was the only one in the Brotherhood house before disappearing in a puff of brimstone.

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Yeah i know the thing with kurts unique digestive system has cropped up before i tend to use it in most of my stories as i just like the idea of it. Im pretty sure i’ve read a few other peoples fics who have used the same thing but i think in their cases that they used in more in regards to pietro.

Anyway the next chapter should be nice and quick and our two favourite boys are finally gonna get laid yay! (took me bloody long enough to get there) please review if you’ve enjoyed and constructive criticism is always welcome.